Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
I need a receptacle for my valuables darnit! Right now!
Huzzah
Neptunia Ichiban
"So... you want my valuable items? Sorry, uh... haven't really got any" Zanreo says. "Also, how am I supposed to give you anything if I'm not allowed to move?"
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click though
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
Take your wallet, phone, what-have-you, from your pockets, and throw them on the pile.
Huzzah
Forever a hoopy food
"All I got is junk."
(Chey then proceeds to empty her pockets and her bag. The bag had nothing but snacks, a Pikachu plushie, enough lip balm to last her five years, her hairbrush, her allergy medication, deep-moisturizing lotion, several pencils, a pencil sharpener, and a notepad while the contents of her pockets were another tube of lip balm, more snacks, and her walletnote .)
"Nothing of value here unless you have chapped lips or a craving for Zebra Cakes."
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Dec 12th 2018 at 12:54:20 PM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."
Your local Princess!
"What? You may have held me hostage but I'm not giving you my damn medication".
I fumbled for his suitcase
"Is there even a bomb in here??"
Neptunia Ichiban
"That's right... do you actually HAVE a real bomb? Or is this just a way to trick us into giving you all our stuff out of fear? Which one is it, hmmmm?"
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click though
Strongest In History
"Alright, I have an idea."
Revenge pulls out his suitcase.
"Using some sto-er, borrowed Gallifrey tech, my suitcase has infinite capacity. Let's put all of our stuff in here."
Revenge kept his poker face on; he was planning something...
"DIO is the ultimate being! The being of the future! Dare you not to rival me!"
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
Sure it’s a real bomb...
Huzzah
Your local Princess!
"Revenge, what're you doing?"
This had to be better than the rest of the bullshit everyone else pulled
Edited by Aveyond on Dec 13th 2018 at 11:32:39 PM
Not Sherlock Holmes
(Tales starts to drill through the cockpit door. If it’s already open, he punches Suitcase Guy.)
“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”
Neptunia Ichiban
"Well, guess it'a time to bring up my-" Zanreo is about to reach for her lasers as she realizes. "-items that I clearly do not have at the moment because I couldn't bring them on the plane, yep, got nothing on me~"
Edited by Zanreo on Dec 13th 2018 at 3:39:27 PM
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click though
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
No!
Tales punches Suitcase Guy, who drops the bomb.
The cockpit engulfs in flames, and Tales is sent into the seats, only saved from the shrapnel by Suitcase Guy’s body. The same can not be said about Suitcase Guy, the Pilot, and the cockpit technology.
The camera pans around, sitting in the front, on the far right, David Dixon
, with a glass of bourbon.
Well, it appears that those Tropers are in a fair pickle. But, you may be in a fair pickle too. If you are male, and around the age of 40, it might be time to see your doctor about a prostate exam. Look, no man wants to be ‘emasculated’, but prostate problems are serious business, and now’s a better time than ever to see if there are any problems. Go see your doctor today. Now, let’s see what those lovable scamps are up to now.
The camera pans back to the Tropers.
Edited by TacoBadger on Dec 13th 2018 at 11:27:34 AM
Huzzah
Forever a hoopy food
"Hey, there's the bloke I saw in the paper."
"Who?"
(Ford then points at David Dixon.)
"Good lord, he really does looks like you!"
(Cue canned laughter.)
"Well, now we've got no cockpit. What are we gonna do?"
Neptunia Ichiban
"...welp, so that just happened."
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click though
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
“We’ve got to find a way to land the plane!”
That’s a lot easier said than done, considering you loonies have blown apart the cocking cockpit!
Huzzah
Forever a hoopy food
"Well, looks like we're going to die..."
(Ford simply sighs. He and Chey then look at each other for a moment and start passionately making out in front of everyone.)
"...Oh my."
I pull a curtain over Chey and Ford.
"Hello!"
"Hello, we're probably all gonna die now!"
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
“Playing! You got on the plane after all!”
Huzzah
"How are we going to die?"
Well, it’s a badger, that’s for sure
“Well, considering we are on a plane with a blown up cockpit... a plane crash.”
Huzzah
Your local Princess!
I latch onto a nearby seat
"WHY'S EVERYONE SO CALM ABOUT THIS?"
Edited by Aveyond on Dec 13th 2018 at 10:00:40 PM
Junon: He's over in the cockpit area.